O Lord please don't burn us,
don't grill or toast your flock
Don't put us on the barbecue,
or simmer us in stock
Don't braise or bake or boil us
or stir fry us in a wok
Oh please don't lightly poach us
or baste us with hot fat
Don't fricassee or roast us
or boil us in a vat,
and please don't stick thy servant Lord
in a Rotissomat